Chương 1953: Battle of the North Sea (97)

However, in reality, the effective range of its attacks is quite limited, roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary soldier holding a rifle.

Once artillery units at a distance of several kilometers or even tens of kilometers launch large-scale artillery bombardments, pacifists are helpless and unable to play any role.

Today, the forces that truly dominate the battlefield are nothing more than the overwhelming barrage of artillery fire, or the terrifying strength displayed by top combat elites led by lieutenant generals and generals.

Just like those ordinary lieutenant generals and outstanding elite lieutenant generals, under the dense, rain-like bombardment that blots out the sky, they cannot show any special characteristics and are no different from insignificant soldiers.

At best, it would be enough for an elite lieutenant general with Armament Haki to barely withstand several rounds of intense artillery fire.

This resistance is ultimately limited and cannot last.

In fact, the revolutionary army was already highly skilled in the use of artillery tactics, and its proficiency even surpassed that of the Rockefeller Kingdom.

It is important to know that whenever the Rockefeller Kingdom was at war, it often relied on its most powerful and elite forces to deal with the enemy.

As for who these enemies are?

They were nothing more than pirates and naval personnel, with most of them being second- or third-rate rabble.

Faced with such a weak and insignificant opponent, the Rockefeller Kingdom naturally did not need to exert all its strength in the fight.

Therefore, if the Rockefeller Kingdom's army were to face off against the revolutionary army on the battlefield, the outcome would be difficult to predict.

However, it must be made clear that this conclusion is contingent on the fact that the experts on both sides remain neutral and never intervene in the battle.

Otherwise, once the experts of the Rockefeller Kingdom personally join the battle, with their terrifying strength, defeating the revolutionary army would be a piece of cake.

At this moment, the Five Elders were sitting on the viewing platform, their cold gazes fixed on the five warriors fighting fiercely below.

Although Rob Lucci and Aramaki had a slight advantage in their initial clash, the situation is ever-changing, and how things will develop remains to be seen.

Their opponents are not to be trifled with either!

These guys are all top-tier experts at the near-general level!

It's no big deal to suffer a small loss occasionally.

These five guys started fighting early in the morning and didn't stop until noon.

Three or four hours have passed!

Just then, someone finally couldn't hold on any longer—the short man who had been fighting Rob Lucci was the first to give up.

This guy was the worst of the five.

There's nothing he can do; who told him to run into such a formidable foe?

Rob Lucci showed no mercy, unleashing every move he could muster on him!

Moreover, Rob Lucci deliberately targeted smaller men each time he made a move.

Looking at the blond man next to him, although he was quite agile, he was still far inferior to Rob Lucci!

So there was no time to help the short man out of his predicament.

As a result, after being relentlessly attacked by Rob Lucci, the short man finally couldn't hold on and was the first to leave the battle.

Just as Rob Lucci was about to deliver a fatal blow to the short man, suddenly, a mysterious, pitch-black power descended from the sky, enveloping the short man completely.

Rob Lucci threw a punch, but with a muffled thud, it felt as if his fist had struck an incredibly hard iron plate, failing to budge the black light in the slightest!

Rob Lucci's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up in astonishment at Satan Saint, who was watching the battle from above.

Just as he expected, it was none other than Saint Satan who stopped him.

At the same time, Satan Saint also noticed the incomprehension and confusion in Rob Lucci's eyes.

Satan Saint spoke solemnly and in a low voice: "Even in death, he should fall on the battlefield filled with the smoke and fire of war!"

Under normal circumstances, given Satan Saint's aloof and solitary nature, he would never have offered such an explanation to anyone.

But when faced with Rob Lucci, whom he greatly favored, he broke with convention and chose to act in this way.

Upon hearing this, Rob Lucci was taken aback for a moment, but quickly regained his composure and silently lowered his clenched fists.

Just when everyone thought the storm had passed, the blond man who had been hiding in the shadows, waiting for his chance, suddenly darted out from behind Rob Lucci like a ghost and threw a powerful punch at Rob Lucci.

Because the incident happened so suddenly and without any warning, Rob Lucci, who was completely absorbed in his conversation with Satan Saint, had no time to make any effective defensive moves and could only watch helplessly as the opponent's extremely fierce fist came straight at him.

With a dull thud, Rob Lucci was sent flying hundreds of meters away like a kite with a broken string.

Finally, it crashed heavily onto the dueling platform and embedded itself deeply within it, as if it had been completely buried there.

This sudden turn of events instantly heightened the tension in the room. The five elders, who had been intently watching the battle unfold, all turned their gazes toward Rob Lucci.

They seemed eager to find out if Rob Lucci, after suffering such a heavy blow, was still able to continue fighting.

Not long after, the Five Elders saw Rob Lucci suddenly leap out of the ruins.

When he reappeared, he was completely naked from the waist up, his strong and muscular physique on full display.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and a jet-black fist mark appeared on his back.

With each laborious step Rob Lucci took, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, like a crimson flower blooming on the ground.

"His physical form is truly astonishing! The Zoan-type Mythical Beast is practically tailor-made for him!"

Nassou Ron couldn't help but admire Rob Lucci's physical abilities.

Rob Lucci gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on the blond man in front of him.

Finally, Rob Lucci stood before the blond man and said in a low, firm voice, word by word: "You will pay a heavy price for everything you have done today!"

Before the words were even finished, an invisible pressure suddenly spread out, making everyone present feel the anger and determination contained within it.

The blond man, on the other hand, merely responded with a cold, sinister smile, defiantly declaring, "Oh? Is that so? Then let's see if your bones are tough enough! I want to see who gets defeated first!"